actually i should definitely make this a poll
reaperdust prompt bingo interest check
yes, i'd love to see!
hmm... probably not this ship specifically but i'd love to see
not interested
other/bald option
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actually i should definitely make this a poll
reaperdust prompt bingo interest check
yes, i'd love to see!
hmm... probably not this ship specifically but i'd love to see
not interested
other/bald option
Aight I'll actually go to bed now
Genuinely got no idea what their ship name is
Bite the dust🙌🙌
Based off @what-have-i-unleashed bingo prompts vvvv
Nombre: Kustor.
Edad: 19
Altura: 1'70
Estado: soltero.
Sexo: masculino.
Sexualidad: bisexual.
Padres: Dust y Reaper.
Cumpleaños: 14 de Marzo.
Personalidad: serio y solitario. Se la pasa en Dusttale, no le gusta mucho la gente, puede controlar el toque de la muerte así que si quiere puede tocar a alguien sin que le pase nada... Pero normalmente le da igual. Ayuda a su madre a recoger almas. Sus armas son dos hoces pequeñas con mango de hueso.
Habilidades: en proceso
ReaperDust Prompt Bingo
✨💀🧣 The people have spoken!! This is perhaps the first bingo card for this pairing ever, so I'm very happy if you decide to participate!
(simple version behind the breakline)
guess who's doing the bingo (very slowly)
· · ─ ·✶· ─ · ·
letters unsent, unheard
epistolary | dust + reaper | angst | warning for unreality/mental instability chapters: 1/25 prompt filled: veil
... and all the words unspoken, unheard. OR: A series of letters written by a murderer to Death itself.
(a bit rambling under the cut)
Reaper x dust please?
Warning for death
”You know,if you wanted to see me you could’ve just called,” came an amused voice fromabove. Turning away from the pile of bodies and dust in front of him, Killergrinned up at the god floating in front of him. The urge to touch him wasalmost overwhelming. Especially with the whispers. Those eternal whispers.
Do it, Papyrus often murmured in his ear when Deathwas around. You want to. Why denyyourself anything you want to?
When he’dtried, though, Death had quickly left. Had stayed away for months. Dust wasn’tabout to make the same mistake twice. He giggled at the thought. Well, at leastnot this mistake twice. So he just shrugged,sitting down at the ground. When he leaned against a bloody human corpse, Deathshook his head, floating down to lounge next to him.
“Lost myphone and Nightmare won’t get me a new one,” he explained, scowling. Ugh. Hisboss was such a pain sometimes.
Touch him, brother.
“Shut up Papyrus.”
Death didn’teven blink. Whether he could see Papyrus or not, Dust didn’t know. Hadn’t daredask. Picking up a lollipop one of his victims had dropped, he grinned up at theother. Death was gazing over the bodies. “You know, I would’ve been angry withyou. But it’s not my universe so not my problem. No extra work for me.”
“You love me.”Despite the certainty with which he said it, Dust’s soul fluttered anxiously. No he doesn’t, Papyrus supplied. Who could? He bit down on the lollipop,glaring at his brother’s ghost. But what if Papyrus was right what if Nightmare was right about him beinginsufferable what if-
“Yeah,”Death hummed. His soul slowed down to a comfortable drumming. “Yeah, I do.”